Really Bad Recipe!

Mom came to visit for a few days, right in the middle of zucchini season.

So . . . . guess what we had for dinner?

Yep, zucchini.

Zucchini for the main course, zucchini for the side dish

Zucchini here, zucchini there- you get the idea.

Well, I will put this recipe on the Do Not Bother list.

Similar to the Do Not Call list, but for recipes.

On second thought, put it on the Do Not Call list too.

Better safe than sorry.

It was Asian Summer Salad.

It had pasta, raw zucchini, carrot and pepper, onion

and a ginger dressing.  Served cold.

  

Keep in mind- I did NOT cook it, 

Tom did, and he is a super wonderful cook.

I in no way influenced the taste of this dish.

And there was no taste.

There was just nothing to keep the dressing in/on the noodles.

 Once I covered it with Italian dressing and Parmesan, it was tolerable.

A completely different recipe, mind you, but we could eat it.

 Not too bad for a small side dish.

I didn't like the carrots, they were hard, since they were not cooked.

Raw zucchini was fine.

The grilled zucchini was great. 

(score one!)

I do think my husband is loosing his mind though.

He picked up Peach wine.

Peach??

Not the sort of Tom-Wine that I would have expected.

I didn't care for it.  This is a good winery, I am just not a fan of peach wine-

I'd take the pie instead.

Speaking of which--

Here is the second reason I think he is losing his mind.

Ring, Ring !  ( my office phone)

Tom says "I'm going to the store, is there anything I should pick up for dinner?"
  I reply, "Why yes, we need dessert, can you pick up something

from the bakery?  Maybe a cheesecake.

If you can't find a cheesecake in the bakery, look in the freezer section."

(I didn't have time to make zucchini bread)

I get home and greet Mom.

Tom is on the porch  talking with his boss-

he's recovered from knee surgery and cleared to do lighter work-- 

not on ladders.  There might be some work coming up that he can do.

 I walk outside and say hello and get some idea of when we might eat.

He had the pasta chilling, I'll prep the zucchini but where is dessert?

 "I got a banana cream pie," he states.

No, really, where is the cheesecake?

"It's a banana cream pie."

No it's not! You're kidding.

Here is my cheesecake!

That's not a cheesecake.  

Note, it  says Banana. Cream. Pie.

Fortunately, Mom does like banana cream pie!

 All in all, most of the dinner was good 

but scratch that Asian salad!